Every female cultivator covers the sky with one hand

Chapter 64

The deserted mining area has been hollowed out underground, and there is no human habitation for a long time, only mice and weasels frequent it.

Ye Qingfeng lowered the rainbow into the hollowed out ground, and then entered into the white jade bottle with a thought.

The white jade bottle lay quietly in a dark corner, covered by a thick stone skin.

In Ye Qingfeng's cross-legged white jade bottle, the treasure looks solemn, while the ancient remains were collected by her into the sea of ​​bitterness.

The sea of ​​bitterness was filled with mist and chaos, and the waves surged violently under the chaos.

The shriveled bones of the primordial creature hung above the sea of ​​bitterness, and the gray chaotic mist lingered around it, looking extremely holy.

Ye Qingfeng put aside all distracting thoughts, and began to try to temper part of the chaotic energy in the bitter sea into "strands".

That is to say, try to condense the scattered chaotic energy into strands after strands, like iron chains of laws.

If she wanted this ancient skeleton to be completely used by her, she had to keep polishing and nourishing it, and engraved Ye Qingfeng's Dao pattern on the skeleton.

Originally, the monks in the Lunhai Realm comprehended their own "Tao" and "reason", and interweaved their own laws of order, which is almost a fantasy.

However, Ye Qingfeng was born with the eyes of the sky, and he had already realized something about himself through the old lunatic at the level of the Holy Master.

In addition, through the black dog's participation in the study of formations, I have a further understanding of the avenues and laws between heaven and earth.

Therefore, Ye Qingfeng carved his own dao pattern on the bones, and it was not a whimsical thing.

When Ye Qingfeng thought about it, carving Dao patterns on the bones was similar to drawing talismans on talisman paper.

It's just that to draw the talisman on the talisman paper, I use the talisman brush and cinnabar; while the Taoist pattern is carved on the bone, I use the chaotic energy that condenses and forms in my own bitter sea, which is comparable to a carving knife.

Another point is that the dao pattern drawn by the talisman is easy to be erased and erased; while the magic weapon sacrificed with the essence of the monk's bitter sea is not easy to erase the dao pattern, let alone betray the living master.

That's why many monks, after reaching a certain level of practice, will take the initiative to forge their own powerful magic weapons in their own suffering sea when the time is right.

Of course, Ye Qingfeng firmly believes that there are few chaotic bodies in the world, and there are naturally few chaotic qi in the sea of ​​bitterness; The weapon is naturally extremely powerful, far surpassing the magic weapon tempered by a monk with ordinary energy.

The skeleton of the ancient king was still ups and downs above Ye Qingfeng's sea of ​​bitterness.

But Ye Qingfeng didn't have time to pay attention to it for the time being.

She was just concentrating on condensing a cloud of scattered chaotic energy into "wisps".

This process is difficult and not easy.

It's as if a ball of loose flour is gradually kneaded into noodles without water.

Without patience, understanding, and persistence, it will be difficult to complete this matter.

Clouds of gray chaotic air were constantly squeezed and kneaded by Ye Qingfeng, and turned into round, flat, thick, and thin strange shapes, but none of them met Ye Qingfeng's requirements.

Three days and three nights passed.

Ye Qingfeng also persisted for three days and three nights.

This time, in the sea of ​​bitterness, a group of isolated gray mist was finally detained by Ye Qingfeng into a long strip.

But the thickness is not uniform enough, so Ye Qingfeng is patient and carefully polishes the long strips of chaotic air.

The chaotic air was stretched longer and longer, and it was about to meet Ye Qingfeng's expectation.

But suddenly there was a "bang", and the chaotic air that had been stretched with great difficulty exploded immediately like an air bag.

The cloud of chaotic air that exploded returned to the sea of ​​chaotic mist.

Ye Qingfeng's previous efforts also fell short.

"Not proficient enough." Ye Qingfeng murmured to himself, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Practice makes perfect, the progress is already obvious, just practice one more day, and you can expect it."

Undaunted, Ye Qingfeng, who became more and more courageous after frustration, continued to temper her chaotic spirit in her sea of ​​suffering.

Another day passed.

Ye Qingfeng finally succeeded, tempering the first ray of chaotic energy that looks decent.

That wisp of chaotic air was like an iron chain, and there were faintly shining rune-like brilliance, which was very solid and lingered for a long time.

"very good."

Ye Qingfeng crossed his legs and closed his eyes, looked inside himself, praised him with satisfaction, and then dispersed the chaotic air that had finally formed.

The scattered chaotic air quickly returned to the sea of ​​chaotic mist.

"Come again!"

Ye Qingfeng's mind was lifted, and he concentrated again, tempering his chaotic energy.

The speed of tempering this time was twice as fast as the last time.

Ye Qingfeng was overjoyed and said, "Come again!"

The tempered Chaos Qi was broken up again, but not long after, a new Chaos Iron Chain was forged again.

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

"Come again!"

Ye Qingfeng kept whispering, and new chaotic iron chains continued to take shape.

With continuous practice, Ye Qingfeng has been able to forge three chaotic iron chains at the same time.

Three newly forged chaos iron chains, like three soaring snakes, fluttered and danced lightly above the Chaos Sea.

Ye Qingfeng was extremely satisfied, his face was shining brightly, and he said again: "Scatter."

With a thought in her mind, the three chaotic iron chains immediately dispersed like gray smoke.

Today's Ye Qingfeng has been able to manipulate the chaotic energy of the sea of ​​bitterness proficiently, and when he engraves the dao pattern on the skeleton of the holy king, there will be no mistakes.

When recording the pattern, you need to be cautious, there may be a mistake in one stroke, and all your hard work will be ruined.

The skeleton of the holy king is a treasure in the world, and there may not be many of those super powerful forces, so of course Ye Qingfeng will not allow himself to make mistakes.

"It's your turn."

Ye Qingfeng adjusted his breath and meditated, adjusted his state to the best, and placed the skeleton of the holy king directly above the sea of ​​bitterness.

A thick mass of chaotic air enveloped the bones.

Ye Qingfeng immersed all his thoughts in the sea of ​​suffering.

The chaotic air surrounding the skeleton began to take shape one by one.

A well-conceived Dao map also took shape in Ye Qingfeng's mind.

The first iron chain of chaotic energy, shining with rune light, trembled slightly like a spirit snake, eager to try.

With a thought in his mind, Ye Qingfeng secretly said, "Go!"

There was a "poof".

The chaotic iron chain was driven into the bones, and began to draw the first stroke of the entire road map.

Immediately afterwards, the second chaotic iron chain was formed.

Ye Qingfeng was confident, and secretly said: "Go!"

"puff!"

The second chaotic iron chain was driven in, and the second dao pattern was successfully branded on the skeleton of the holy king.

Then came the third, the fourth, the fifth...

During the whole process, Ye Qingfeng manipulated it with ease, without any hesitation or stagnation.

In the end, Ye Qingfeng finally entered the one hundred and eighth Dao pattern.

As the last dao pattern was entered, and the entire dao map was burned, there was a "buzz", and the shriveled skeleton suddenly radiated brightly, like a silver-gray sun in the sky.

The entire gray chaotic sea of ​​suffering was illuminated, and the pressure was extremely terrifying. It was as if a lost soul had returned to its body. The ancient king who had fallen for a long time had come back to life, and once again looked down on the nine heavens and ten earths.

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